It has been my personal experience that the true flavor, the real fun, the continuous excitement of work lie in the process of doing it rather than in having it over and done with.
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam,
statesman, scientist and engineer
Do not seek for information of which you can make no use.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
Money can buy you a fine dog, but only love can make him wag his tail.
Be Impeccable With Your Word. Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.
Don Miguel Ruiz
Take a simple idea and take it seriously
All those things that weren’t supposed to happen just happened. What happens next is up to you.
The task of leadership is not to put greatness into humanity, but to elicit it, for the greatness is already there.
historian and political leader
If we all do one Random Act of Kindness, we might just set the world in the right direction.
“Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.”
Only by self-respect will you compel others to respect you.
writer and philosopher
Be a warrior when it comes to delivering on your ambitions. And a saint when it comes to treating people with respect, modeling generosity, and showing up with outright love.
Robin S. Sharma
Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.
Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.
The goal is not always meant to be reached, but to serve as a mark for our aim.
Never forget the three powerful resources you always have available to you: love, prayer, and forgiveness.
H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
There’s no great loss without some small gain.
Laura Ingalls Wilder,
Education is our passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to the people who prepare for it today.
The secret of happiness is something to do.
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.
If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
An animal’s eyes have the power to speak a great language.
Fighting the Time Thief
He enters silently, leaving no trace of his having touched me while I slept.
He is without conscience in the damage he inflicts, his only concern is marking me, the next day, the next month, the next year.
Marked with the passage of his unseen hand, I am altered, moment by moment, until I become a stranger in the mirror.
Escape is impossible, Time will own me.
But a truce will be struck in this battle against the inevitable Thief stealing my youth, my vigor, my life.
I shall go gracefully, falling eventually to the winnowing floor.
I shall, however, go with my thumb in his eye when he winks me out of Time.
Could I do less?
Rich and Poor
If life was comprised only of the generous souls,
would our perceptions of kindness be diminished by its constant presence?
Perhaps we are hard-wired to expect the least amount of good in others
so that we can appreciate the gift, even in its paucity.
Sitting at a local book store
my own penned words on display
A woman looking over my books from the corner of her roving eye
Coming close enough now to inspect, but never to light
Not enough food for thought perhaps?
On Being A Writer
Writing is like a boat that you climb aboard
without knowing what your destination is
how long you’ll be on the journey
or who’s manning the wheel.
What an amazing trip!
How cruel, the hand of time
pushing us unresisting, into the arms of an unknown tomorrow
How unforgiving the pressure of decline
Twisting, bending, etching the very passage of our memories
upon the once pristine palates of our faces
But also, how kind the echoes of time
while it makes its journey
carrying us along like kites tied to long, colorful ribbon
floating forward and backwards
always gathering the beauty and shedding the weight of mortality
Remembering loves of yesterday and quickly renewed
by the power of their love having been ours.